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Fried egg diary 100 words

One day, I suddenly want to make a big breakfast for grandma and me. But what to do? I thought about it. I'd better fry the eggs. I opened the fridge to get the eggs, trying to show off. I opened the refrigerator and saw that the eggs were gone. Grandma went downstairs and bought them back. I'll snap! Pop! Pop! Beat two eggs, fried up, in a moment, two fragrant eggs fried. I put the fried eggs in my hands in front of grandma. Grandma was very happy. Grandma and I slowly tasted 'my work - fried eggs'. How happy! Fried egg cake_ Today, it's my first time to learn how to cook. It's omelet. Step one: wash your hands first. Step 2: three eggs, an empty bowl, green onion, oil and salt. Step 3: cut the scallions into scallions and put the eggs into an empty bowl. Put in the scallion and a little salt, open the gas tank, open fire, put the oil into the pot, the oil is hot, put the eggs into the pot, two noodles fried into golden, you can eat. Finally, I tasted the dishes I made. They were very good. My father and mother were full of praise!

The third fried egg in Baicheng culture primary school_ I remember my first experience of frying eggs.

One day in this summer vacation, my parents went out, and I was the only one at home. My stomach was very hungry, so I thought of my mother's fried eggs, which made my mouth water. So I took an egg out of the refrigerator without hesitation, opened fire, and poured it into the pot. I thought it was very easy, who knows & hellip; & hellip; The oil splashed on my hands, causing me to run out of the kitchen. I calmed down, got up the courage to go into the kitchen again, and put the eggs into the pot. Oh! The eggshell also went in, and I put my hand into the pot in a hurry. At this time, a drop of 'naughty' oil splashed on my hand, and I 'Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! My balls!! 'I turned the egg over again, and when I saw that it was dark over there, I poured it out.

When my parents came back, I told them about my fried eggs. They all laughed with their stomachs in their arms. I said: 'what's so funny? This is the first time!! '

This first time left a deep mark in my mind. Fried eggs_ Today, I am at home by myself. I began to play for a while after studying, but after playing for a while, my stomach growled, so hungry! But my mother had not finished work, so I decided to fry eggs myself.

Turn on the fire, pour the oil, pour the eggs. Turn the egg over again and cut it into small pieces to get out of the pot. I'm eating my own fried eggs and I feel very happy. When my mother came back, she saw my fried eggs and tasted them and said: 'they are very good. My daughter is very good! '

I learned how to fry eggs_ During the summer vacation, a cousin from the countryside came to my home.

One afternoon, my mother went out. My cousin and I sang "empty city plan".

So I decided to learn how to make fried eggs. I turned on the gas stove, washed the pan, opened fire and dried the water in the pan.

At first, I learned to pour oil into the pot like my mother. As a result, I used too much force and poured half a pot of oil all at once. My cousin was watching and laughing. I had to pour the oil back into the oil tank, leaving only the size of an fried egg. What a bad start! I smashed an egg into the pot, because of the 'high-altitude landing', so it became 'broken to pieces', the yolk and the egg white mixed together. I watched it turn from white to yellow, but I didn't know to turn it over. I didn't turn it over until my cousin reminded me, but it was too late. Some of it had been fried black, so I had to cut the remaining side and shovel it on the plate. The fate of this egg is so tortuous!

I began to fry the second one. Because of my first experience of failure, I felt the door. I knock open the egg shell at the edge of the pot, and when I get close to the bottom of the pot, I pull it apart in half and the yolk is complete. When it's a little yellow, I try to push the egg with a spatula. When the egg moves, I turn it over and continue to fry it. When it can move, I press it with a spatula. When the yolk doesn't flow out, I shovel the egg on the inside and put it on the plate. Then I fried the third and the fourth, which were very beautiful.

I turned off the fire and gas, fried eggs were mouth watering, and we had a big meal with ketchup. At this time, my mother came back. When she looked at us in surprise, I told her with pride: 'these eggs are fried by me. '

I finally learned how to fry eggs!

At night, the bowl of fried eggs_ 600 words the rain outside the window gradually stopped, little by little rain in my mind and constitute that night I will never forget fried eggs.

That day, when I came back from my friend's house, my stomach had already begun to sing "empty city plan". I dragged my tired body to the table to have a look: radish, cabbage, braised meat & hellip; & hellip; eh, why don't I have my favorite ham sausage? I was so disappointed that I called my mother out and said: 'Mom, didn't I say that today I want to eat ham sausage! Why didn't you buy me ham sausage? 'I raised my brow unhappily and became a' inverted eight character '. My mother kindly said to me,' I forgot to buy it after work tonight, so I didn't give you fried ham sausage. But I made you braised pork. It's delicious. Stop, stop, don't explain. You don't need to make such a bad excuse for not buying ham sausage, do you? I said I must eat ham sausage today. You don't want to buy it. I don't want to eat it, I don't want to eat it, and I'm starving to death. I angrily left the delicious food my mother had worked so hard to make behind me and went into my room to sulk. Mother came to knock, and I pretended not to hear her, so she went downstairs. I felt that my mother didn't care about me at all, so I secretly cried under the covers.

I don't know how long after that, I heard a gust of fragrance coming from downstairs. I couldn't help but feel hungry. This was the knock of 'Dong Dong' outside the door. I opened the door. It turned out that my mother had brought me food. I turned my head, my mother put the rice on my desk, took me to sit down and said to me: 'daughter, my mother knows you like ham sausage, but my mother really forgot to buy it for you today, so I fried eggs for you. Didn't you have fried eggs at your cousin's house once before? I remember when you came back, you always boasted that your cousin's fried eggs were delicious, and you ate two bowls of rice in a row. You also told me that it would be great to have this delicious fried egg in the future. Just now I remembered that there was an egg in the kitchen, so I learned from your cousin to fry a bowl of fried eggs. Child, no matter how angry you are with your mother, you can't starve yourself. Mom brought you the meal. Do you often make it delicious? 'mom said, and then she put the rice in front of me. At this time, looking at the familiar fried eggs in my rice bowl, I turned back and threw myself in my mother's arms. My tears ran down carelessly. 'Mom, thank you for your fried eggs, thank you for your love! My mother laughed and said, "don't eat while it's hot! 'I wolfed it down. Then I knew how tired my mother was. This is love.

"Who said that the heart of grass can bring back the sunshine of spring" -- that is the warmest, most selfless and most vast love I have been looking for for for a long time -- this is the maternal love buried in the simple. Fried eggs_ 100 words welcome to wechat: www 4hw for more knowledge. This morning, after I got up, because my parents still didn't get up, I had to fry eggs myself.

First of all, I fire first, then pour peanut oil, and then I can put eggs after boiling. After a few minutes, I took an egg out of the refrigerator, broke it next to the end of the pan, and then put the yolk and white in. After I put it in, I waited for the egg to take shape. Gradually, the egg took shape. I slowly turned the egg over carefully with a spatula, and then waited beside.

After a few minutes, an egg was fried by me.

Fried eggs in primary four of Liuzhou No.46 middle school_ 300 words this morning, when I got up, my mother had already made the dough cake. She told me to brush my teeth and wash my face quickly, ready to teach me scrambled eggs. When I heard that, I was very happy, because I could learn another new skill.

I finished the work of brushing my teeth and washing my face as fast as I could. By the time I got to the kitchen, my mother had mixed the eggs well and put salt in them. Then my mother turned on the liquefier and poured oil on it. When the oil was hot, I poured the eggs into the pot. Suddenly, the pot out of blossoms. I picked up the shovel and kept turning, some places the color of the eggs turned golden. After a while, I found that some eggs jumped over, some jumped over, and some even wanted to run out. But I tried to control them with a shovel. 'turn off the fire! 'said the mother anxiously, who was cutting vegetables. I heard my mother and turned off the fire at once. Look at the eggs. Most of them have turned black - they are burnt.

When I served it, my mother tasted one first, shook her head while eating, and said: 'although it's not very good-looking, it tastes good. 'I can't help but feel elated at this. Although it tastes a little sticky, I feel very happy.

I'm so happy today, because I learned a new skill - scrambled eggs. Fried eggs_ 350 words today I'm going to learn to cook a dish with my mother - fried eggs. I broke the egg gently, poured it into the bowl and stirred it, but the yolk didn't listen to me, and I stirred it around, but I finally stirred it up. I carefully opened the gas valve and the fire happily licked the pot. I poured some sesame oil into the pot. When I was ready to pour the eggs into the pot, my mother said: 'you pour them around the edge of the pot. 'I followed my mother's advice and poured the eggs round and round along the edge. The oil creaked and splashed. When the eggs were frozen together, I turned them over to make them more ripe. At this time, my mother reminded me: 'it's time to put sugar and salt'. I used a small spoon to scoop half a teaspoon of sugar and salt, and then continued to turn. The eggs exuded an attractive fragrance. It was time for the eggs to come out of the pot. I sprinkled some green onions on the eggs, took a white plate and filled the fragrant eggs. In this way, the pan fried eggs were finished.

This pan fried egg is really full of color, fragrance and flavor! You see, there are yellow eggs on the white plate, and green shallots on it. How beautiful! I took a bite, a little sweet, but sweet with a little greasy feeling, very refreshing, I can't help but clip some into my mouth to send 'really delicious! 'mom tried a little too. 'well, it's not bad. 'she extended her thumb to praise me, and I was more happy when she was praised by my mother. Fried eggs_ 150 words wake up on Thursday, dad is on TV, mom is playing computer, the house is bustling. When I went into the kitchen, it was very cold. I suddenly had an idea: to make a fried egg for my parents, so that they would not call me "big lazy bag".

Do what you say. I'll take one out of the fridge first